Light starts in a place,
Surrounded by darkness,
Seclusion accompanied with comfort.
"Give in..."
The bottle seductively coos.
What is this loneliness?
I (alone, again),
Though there are billions
Of people in this world.
I sit in darkness.
Secluded and excluded.
Exiled, at best.
Infinitely and forever
Alone with my
Bittersweet surrender. |